Why...

He comes

It sparks, but he doesn't sit.

I worry, what's happening?

He grabs his stuff and leaves.

I break,

I look,

He walks over and settles next to her.

I'm broken,

They laugh,

I shatter.

He looks back.

I smile, I pretend.

Pretend I'm happy.

Pretend I don't care.

But deep down...

Do I?

But her? Why?

I don't know...

I might just be confused.